Fast time travel game: Hugging the waist of the male god

Chapter 409 The Brothel Night is Young (9)

"Brother Ran, what's the matter?" Ximen Yihong looked at Young Master Ran eagerly, but Young Master Ran was sipping tea unhurriedly.

"Brother Ran?" Ximen Yihong called again.

Only then did Young Master Ran put down his teacup, and said leisurely, "No hurry, no hurry, everything is under control."

"Thank you so much Brother Ran." Ximen Yihong heaved a sigh of relief.

Young Master Ran walked to the side of the railing and stood with his hands behind his back. The long wind lifted his skirt, making a hunting sound.Ximen Yihong did not expect that Mr. Ran, who has always been romantic, would have such a lonely back.

After a long time, Young Master Ran said quietly, "Now that the pear blossoms have all fallen, its performance should also be over."

"Brother Ran, what do you mean?" Ximen Yihong walked up to him and asked.

Gongziran stretched out his hand, and a pear blossom fell on his palm. He looked at the pear blossom with tenderness in his eyes.

"Call Xia Wanzhu to serve tomorrow night." Young Master Ran's gaze fell into the distance.

That day, the master told him that Ximen Yihong's catastrophe was also his catastrophe, and asked him to resolve the catastrophe by himself.

However, the confidante's robbery, if she wholeheartedly agrees, can she cross it?
The naughty sunshine jumped over the Jiuhua tent and jumped onto the face of the person sleeping on the bed, as if reluctant to let go of his charming sleeping face, lingering on her face for a long time and refusing to leave.

After a while, the man's eyelashes moved a little, and he yawned lazily. He stretched out a bare hand from the gauze curtain, followed by his jade feet, which were like chaotic jade and broken jade, gently tapping the ground, long Her hair hangs docilely behind her, and her sleeves are fluttering in the gentle wind, like a dance in a feathered dress.

Xia Wanzhu sat in front of the rhombic mirror, combing her hair every now and then.Feeling a little strange, Feng'er should usually wait for her to wake up in the room at this time, why didn't she come today?Forget it, it must be because she has been tired recently, and it is not easy for her to come. She grew up in this kind of place, so let her rest once.After making up her mind, she dressed herself.

As soon as she stepped out of the door, she saw the smiling old bustard, stepped forward and asked, "Aunt Hong, what is the happy event, so happy?"

The old bustard laughed so hard that her flowers trembled, "Look at Feng'er, that girl is usually very lovely. Although she hasn't grown up, she is still a beauty. But I didn't expect that the little girl was called to serve by Mr. Ran last night. Feng'er, I really like her very much."

The old bustard was talking happily, but Xia Wanzhu stood there like a wooden man, and that man actually asked Feng'er to go to bed.

Although she knew that she and Gongzi Ran approached each other with purpose, the ambiguous words and actions in the past were just acting, she knew that he was flirtatious, but she didn't expect him to play Feng'er's idea, she couldn't see clearly what he was playing this time trick.

Gongziran's voice and smile clearly appeared in her mind, and she was even a little confused whether she was acting or had already become a part of the play.

By chance, she stood at the door of Gongzi Ran's room. She didn't know why she came here, but the words of the old bustard kept echoing in her ears. Maybe she just wanted to prove what the old bustard said, or maybe she loved Feng too much. That kid, maybe...

Xia Wanzhu was in a state of confusion, and finally she pushed the door open, but the scene inside made her breathless.

Young Master Ran reclined on the couch, the collar of the moon-white inner garment was wide open, revealing jade-colored skin.The black hair hangs naturally on his chest, his beautiful eyes are slightly narrowed, his eyes are full of frivolity, he casually picks up a strand of hair from the person around him and puts it in front of his nose for a light sniff.And Feng'er next to him only wears a red bellyband, has round fragrant shoulders, and has a pink complexion, nestling in the arms of Young Master Ran.

(End of this chapter)